Hiya there all you boy toys! It’s your favorite brown haired, green eyed cheating housewife. I have been thinking lately what it would be like to do all kinds of filthy things inside a church. I mean, it makes me hotter because I am married. Church is supposed to be such a sacred place, a pastor, well he gives all kinds of sermons there, doesn’t he? All I can think of when I am in church are all the fun ways in which I can have religious blasphemy phone sex.
I mean, if my husband knew half the things I daydream about, well I can’t say that we’d still be married. Isn’t that pathetic? I mean I lead this double life of kinkiness, while he’s off on his boat, and when he comes home he wants all this vanilla shit. He doesn’t understand, I just want to fuck the shit out of him or any other guy on the seats in church. Want to know what’s more fucked up in my head? It would be great, to watch as someone let their load go inside of a bible. Can you believe it? I mean, to let the pages stick together, after all that gooey mess is all over the pages during religious blasphemy phone sex.
Want to know what would make my pussy the wettest? I’m talking, needing to change the sheets and my panties and all my clothes because I make that big of a mess thinking about this. The thing that could possibly make me the wettest……*giggles* Oh fuck! You’ll have to call me about that; I mean seriously did you think I was going to tell you here? Come on, you had better know me better than that. I can tell you, it involves some icy hot, tin foil, ice, the bible, and standing at the front where the sermon is given.
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